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"So what happened?" Brennan asked.

"A girl came home on night and found her mother dead. The place is a mess as if there was a major struggle," Booth replied swiftly, knowing Brennan would want details immediately instead of drawing them out.

She nodded and they both got into Booth's SUV. After a short drive, they arrived at the scene. Immediately, they pushed their way through the group of people standing outside and walked in. At first the place looked clean. Everything was organized; the floor was tidy, until they walked into the next room. Papers, books and glass were everywhere, and right in the middle of the room laid the body of the woman. Brennan carefully made her way over towards the body with Booth right in tow.

"What do you got Bones," he immediately asked.

She rolled her eyes at him and started pulling on her gloves and scanning the body, "White-Caucasian, 5"9', around 130 pounds, and looks to be in her early thirties. She's probably been dead for about a week."

"Great, any idea's to how she died?"

"I'd assume beaten to death," she replied.

A sudden voice startled the pair, "Wow, that was amazing."

Booth grabbed his gun and swiftly pointed it at the voice, but relaxed and put it down when he realized it was a young girl. "How did you get in here?"

"Easy," she pushed her hair over her shoulder. "I just walked in. Besides, it's the house I lived in, and I thought you might need some help with the case. Well that is if you two are the ones working on it."

Booth looked at Bones warily and she nodded, "We are. What else can you tell us about her?"

"And what's your name?" Booth added hurriedly. Bones gave him a quick look and returned to studying the body.

The girl smiled. "I'm Sarah Summers. My mother is Leanne Summers, loyally married to my 'father' Tristan." she said putting quotations around father. Booth gave her a questioning look. Sarah realized it and quickly filled him in, "My real father and Mom broke up before Mom knew she was pregnant. She never heard from him again and shortly after I was born, she met Tristan, fell in love and got married."

"Was there a big argument between your father and mother before the break up?"

"No," she replied. "Mom just told me there was no spark between them anymore so it just ended.

Booth nodded, "What about Tristan, any fights?"

She hesitated, and then slowly walked closer a bit, as if she was scared to tell the two. "He was a bit abusive to us at time, but only when he was really angry. Other times, he just seemed like a normal parent."

Booth's eyes widened, "What all did he do to you both?"

She cringed for a second and then said in a quiet whisper, but so quiet Booth had to lean forward so he could hear her, "At first, it was just yelling, but he scared us so much that we were too scared to talk much when he was yelling, so he would start hitting us until we said something and it would get worse if we said the wrong things like if he didn't like it."

Throughout her speech, her eyes quickly filled with tears and were slowly overflowing. Her face was still filled with fear, and she just looked so innocent. Bones couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor girl. Booth definitely made sure that Tristan was on the list of possible suspects.

"Do you have any pictures of you, your mom, and Tristan?" Brennan gently asked Sarah.

She nodded and pulled Booth toward the next room which appeared to be the living room. It was just as big of a disaster, if not more. Chairs were broken and scattered around the room, the glass to the coffee table was shattered, the T.V. was also broken hanging only by a few cords. Sarah tried looking for the book without having to move much. Booth saw she was only wearing flip flops which if she was to step on a piece of glass, it would easily cut her.

When she finally saw it, she said quietly, "It's over by the T.V under the papers by the bookshelf."

Booth carefully made his way over towards it, stepping around the glass that was everywhere. Slightly moving the papers he pulled out a big photo album. As soon as he got back to Sarah, he handed her the book and she sat down and opened it. At first it was all of her baby pictures. It wasn't until about 20 pages in, he saw more recent photos. Finding the picture she was looking for, she gently took out a picture of her, her mother, and Tristan all sitting around the couch, watching television.

"Is it a good picture? Or do you need a better one?" Sarah asked tentatively.

Booth smiled at her, "It should be fine. Thanks."

He left her sitting there going through the photos, and walked back over to Brennan. He handed her the picture.

"Great! Well I'm done here; we just need to get this body over to the Jeffersonian to run the rest of the tests," she replied.

Brennan was just grabbing the rest of the things she needed when Booth stopped her for a minute, "What about Sarah?"

Brennan gave him a look, then turned around and asked the girl, "Is there any family members you have that we can drop you off with?"

She looked up from the book, her face tearstained. She shook her head and then replied, "They are all dead."

Brennan's heart cried for the young girl. She was so young to have no family left in her life. She asked without really thinking, "Would you like to come with us?"

Booth's eyes widened at Brennan's request. He too felt bad for the girl but letting her come with them? To the Jeffersonian? But the girl's quickly brightened up. "I'd love to, if it is ok with you guys."

"Grab anything that you absolutely need, but the rest needs to stay here for the rest of the crime scene investigation."

Sarah nodded and opened another door opening to a hallway. At the end was her room where she grabbed a few sets of clothes and such. By the time Brennan was finally set to go, Sarah was too. They all hopped into Booth's SUV and drove back to the Jeffersonian.